Just got back from ringing in the new year with Tom Cruise. Man, that samurai movie is longer than I thought!
Our tradition of sleeping through the passing of another year seems to be shot to hell since the Y2K bug skipped over us. Up until then, I don’t recall seeing midnight more than once. But we decided to go to a “Let’s Watch the World Blow Up Together” party with friends on December 31, 1999. We rang in 2001 by seeing a late showing of Fellowship of the Ring. Last year, we had relations. (Visiting us from Maine, perverts.) This year it was back to the movies.
We have no center! We’re drifting all over the tradition map!
Well, I hope you people that actually made yourselves aware of the click of a clock hitting the magic midnight hour had a wonderful time (or will have, for you West Coasters). I’m going to go have my first snore of 2005.
Not counting Tom Cruise, of course.*